I didn’t have a girlfriend in seventh or eighth grade in
Norco, California. The girlfriends would come much later. But I did have
friends who were girls who I danced with at sock hops. In seventh grade, I did
have a girl at the back of the classroom near where I sat pull up her dress a
tad and rearrange her nylons. I know the girl knew I was watching because she
looked at me and smiled. I don’t recall her name, but she was one of the girls
I danced with at the sock hops.
Who knows? Maybe she could have become my first girlfriend,
except my family moved back to my birthplace – Wadsworth, Ohio – in October
1965, changing my life forever. Beyond this girl who used her nylons to tease
me, I knew another girl who I had a special childhood friendship with in
Rialto, California back in elementary school. I remember her name – Laura Wagner.
While I ended up in Ohio, my friend Laura got to live the California life. |
I taught Laura how to play baseball, and she was a better
player than many of the boys in the neighborhood. Both families had
above-ground pools and she’d be either over at mine or I’d be over in hers
during the hot summer months. I have one vivid memory of the two of us … we
were wrestling in the side yard of my house., rolling around like a couple of
cowboys in a knockdown, drag-out fight. When I pinned her, she’d look up at me
and start singing a love song, and I’d leap to me feet and complain, “Stop
that, Laura!” Maybe that could have been the first stirrings of adolescent
love, except Laura’s family moved from Rialto to Anaheim in 1964.
I saw Laura one more time – in September 1965 just before my
family moved back to Wadsworth, Ohio. We drove to her home in Anaheim; Laura wasn't home so I
played with her eighth-grade brother Mark, who was a year older than Laura. Finally, she came home along with a friend of hers. Both wore tennis
dresses, and I immediately noticed my childhood friend had become very shapely
and pretty. Laura acknowledged me with a wave and “hi,” and then left with her
friend to play tennis. Well, that’s not entirely accurate … she asked me if I
liked tennis, and I stupidly said I preferred baseball. Maybe had I said yes,
she would have invited me to go with them to the tennis courts. That’s the last
time I saw her – walking out the door and out of my life, a potential romance that
would never be.
Avator's Na'Vi people ... they could probably identify with transgenders. |
I had another friend while I lived in Southern California
– this one a boy who wanted to be a girl. I met him in junior high, and became
his friend because other guys bullied him. I don’t like bullying, and decided
to offer him friendship. I don’t recall his name, but I do remember his face –
pimply and thick curly hair. He told me he had a problem … he was developing
breasts, a condition in boys called gynecomastia. He was transgender, and told
me he wanted to become a girl, and joked that maybe someday he could be my
girlfriend. I’m glad I met him during my early teenage years … he taught me to
be accepting of people radically different from me.
So you can see … I didn’t have a love life in my early
teenage years, but I did live in interesting times.
Mike Staton is the author of a fantasy trilogy – The Emperor’s
Mistress, Thief’s Coin and Assassins’ Lair. The first two books have been
published and the third is still being written. To purchase them, go to: http://www.amazon.com/Michael-Staton/e/B007ZSSNRM.